If It Wasn’t For Trucks - Riley Green

Lyrics by：Riley Green/Erik Dylan/Randy Montana

Composed by：Riley Green/Erik Dylan/Randy Montana

Why would any teenage boy cut grass

Sweat all summer save his cash

Dream about turnin' heads downtown

Straight pipes on a hand-me-down

How would anybodies daddy get around

To mend the fences and feed the cows

Where the hell would a small town girl climb up

If it wasn't for trucks

Where would I have raised all that hell

Talked to God all by myself

How would I have got to Tennessee

Without a bucket seat

Where was I supposed to cry that July day granddaddy died

Or haul that deer drink that beer

Fell in and out of love

If it wasn't for trucks

Where would I've first heard Merle

Or got the nerve to kiss a green eyed girl

Where would old dogs ride

Where would life fly by

Where would I have raised all that hell

Talked to God all by myself

How would I have got to Tennessee

Without a bucket seat

Where was I supposed to cry that July day granddaddy died

Or haul that deer drink that beer

Fell in and out of love

If it wasn't for trucks

If it wasn't for trucks

I wouldn't be who I am today

If it wasn't for a short bed Chevrolet

Where would I have raised all that hell

Talked to God all by myself

How would I have got to Tennessee

Where would I be

Where was I supposed to cry that July day granddaddy died

Or haul that deer drink that beer

Fell in and out of love

If it wasn't for trucks

Yeah if it wasn't for trucks